A Single Suburban Mom Fights for her Pride
Cathi vs. Becky
By Mr. Chain

It was sunny Saturday afternoon and since Cathi’s kids were staying with her ex-husband for the weekend, she slept late, went to the gym and was now pulling her minivan into the crowded supermarket parking lot to pick up a few groceries. But Cathi’s heart sank as she saw the all too familiar SUV idling in one of the parking spaces. The vehicle belonged to her ex-husband who was himself in the store to pick up a few things. She circled around, trying to find an empty spot, but the only one available was directly next to her ex-husband’s car. So with much trepidation, she pulled into it, seeing her 3 kids sitting in the backseat while waiting for their father. The 3 kids were not the reason Cathi tried to avoid parking in the spot however. Sitting in the front seat was her ex-husband’s girlfriend Becky, the one responsible for their divorce. Cathi’s husband had left her for this woman and the suburban housewife felt nothing but contempt for the younger blonde.

Wearing bicycle shorts and a sweaty pink tank top, Cathi attempted to sneak past them unnoticed to avoid having to face the woman she despised so intently, especially looking like she did. But her oldest son; the 5 year old; rolled down the window and called out to her. Pausing as she took a deep breath, Cathi then walked over to the car to say hello to her kids. As she approached from the driver’s side, the front window rolled down and the younger woman looked out at her and smiled slyly.

“Hey Cathi, funny to see you here. Spying on us?” Becky said with a chuckle.

The attempt at lighthearted humor was lost on the brunette mom, who smirked angrily while trying to ignore the woman as she leaned into the back window and said hello to her children. But before she could say a word, Becky addressed the kids first.

“Tell your mommy how much fun we having together this weekend!” Becky said to the kids with an animated voice.

The children complied, blurting out tales of all of the fun things they had done so far. Her middle child; the 3 year old; was holding a big puff of cotton candy as he relayed his adventures, further irking his mom. Reaching in, Cathi grabbed the cotton candy from his hand and scolded him for eating too many sweets.

“Your daddy should know better than to give you so much candy.” Cathi reprimanded, smirking at Becky in the process.

“Oh let him have it. What harm is a little candy going to do to him?” Becky replied.

Again Cathi tried to ignore the comment as she leaned in and kissed each of her kids. Noticing a big blob of food on her youngest son’s face; the 2 year old; she reached into her pocketbook and took out a wipe, cleaning his face.

“Don’t they clean you up?” Cathi grumbled out loud while still sneering in Becky’s direction.

“Hey, the kids are having the time of their life with us and their well taken care of too! So why don’t you leave them alone!” came the irritated reply.

“Just remember, these are MY kids, not yours! So you just make sure that they’re back home by 5:00!” Cathi warned before closing the back door, visibly agitated.

Her distressed tone had upset the kinds, and Cathi felt badly about that, but she couldn’t help herself. Seeing her kids in the same car with that bitch was more than she could handle. But just then Cathi’s ex, Mitch, emerged from the video store. He was surprised to see her, and judging by his annoyed expression, not happy about it either. But Cathi quickly reprimanded him before he could say anything.

“What are you doing giving them so many sweets? And why does the baby look like he hasn’t been bathed the whole weekend?” Cathi yelled angrily to him.

Becky still had her window rolled down and was listening to the confrontation, chiming in right away.

“I was the one who bought the cotton candy for him and I gave the baby a bath last night!” she yelled angrily.

Cathi ignored her comments, directing her fury at her ex-husband.

“These are YOUR kids, not hers. You’re the one who should be taking care of them, not HER!” warned Cathi.

The two started to argue and the kids became even more upset, prompting Becky to roll up the window before stepping out of the car herself. She gently grabbed Mitch by the arm and pulled him closer, wrapping her arm around his waist to further antagonize Cathi. She gently guided Mitch toward the car before scolding Cathi.

“The kids are getting upset so maybe you should go.” The younger women said pointedly.

She then opened the door for Mitch, instructing him to get back in the car. He scowled at Cathi before turning back to Becky who nodded confidently to assure him that she had things under control. Obediently he got into the car and shut the door as Becky came face to face with the brunette housewife.

“What you do with your kids on your own time is your own business. But this time belongs to us. So I’m not going to let you sabotage my relationship with either the kids or with Mitch. So just be on your way and leave us alone!”

Cathi was appalled and felt her blood begin to boil. Who the hell did this 25 year old kid think she was! The kids belonged to Cathi and no young slut was going to get between her and them. Cathi took an ominous, half step closer to the woman, reacting out of anger and not really thinking clearly at this point. The two women were now nose to nose as Cathi’s brown eyes curled in anger as she lifted her finger, poking it into Becky’s large chest.

“You listen to me! These kids are mine, not yours! You may have taken my husband, but I’m not going to let you poison my kids. So you get back in that car and get out of here before I do something I might regret.”

But the threat only served to further enrage Becky who inched closer herself, bumping her impressive chest against Cathi to prove that she would not back down. She was tired of Cathi’s interference ….. tired of the way Cathi tried to persuade the kids to dislike her ….. tired of the comments Cathi would make to Mitch about her, calling her a slut. All of that frustration had now reached a boiling point, and as the kids and Mitch stared out at the two women from their seats in the car, Becky decided to put an end to it once and for all.

“Okay, enough is enough. I tried to be friendly with you, but you’ve been nothing but a bitch in return. I’m here to stay, whether you like it or not and I’m not going to stand for your crap any more.”

Cathi was shaking, her emotions running at a fever pitch. She had never been so angry in her life. In an act of rage she then unleashed a hard, open handed slap to the side of Becky’s face, jarring her head in the process. Becky stood steadfast however and took the slap before slowly turning her had back toward Cathi, her cheek now bright red. But instead of reacting, she turned and glanced into the car, seeing how upset the three little children had become. Mitch got out of the car to intervene, but Becky told him to go back to the kids.

“Don’t worry baby, I’ve got this under control. You just take care of the kids!” Becky instructed before turning her attention back to Cathi.

Speaking in a calm, but determined voice, she then declared her intentions.

“You’ve gone too far this time Cathi, and now I’m going to make you pay for it. But I’m not going to embarrass you in front of your kids. Mitch and I were going to go out for a nice, romantic dinner together, something you wouldn’t know anything about. And since his parents are watching the kids for the night, instead of dinner, we’ll be coming to your house where you and I are going to settle this once and for all. We’ll be there at 7:00, so make sure you’re there! And when I’m done with you, you’ll think twice about ever slapping me again!” Becky warned.

Still shaking, Cathi stood defiantly, once again acting out of rage rather than thinking clearly as she issued her reply.

“Fine! I’ll be waiting!”

Becky then calmly turned and walked away, getting into the car as Mitch drove away, scowling back at his ex wife until their car drove out of sight. Cathi stood there, still quivering from the altercation. Too upset to do her shopping, she opened the door to her minivan, got inside, closed the door behind her and began to cry uncontrollably. The emotionally charged confrontation was overwhelming and after several minutes of hysteria, she finally calmed down and began to think back to how it all began.

She and Mitch had met while in college together and dated for a few years before getting married. They moved into an apartment for the first couple of years, but then agreed that they wanted to start a family. Being conscientious, they decided to find a nice house in the suburbs where they could raise their family together. After a few months they found the perfect place, a 4 bedroom colonial on a quiet cul-de-sac, and a year after moving in, Cathi was pregnant with their first son.

Just a few months after his first birthday, the couple took a long weekend vacation in the Caribbean by themselves to celebrate their anniversary, during which Cathi got pregnant with their second son. And then just a year after he was born, she gave birth to their third son, having 3 children within a 5 year period.

As far as Cathi was concerned, they had a very happy marriage. Sure, she was often tired from being home all day with 3 young boys, and sometimes not very attentive to his needs, but she was sure that Mitch understood. They also had very little “alone time” together, but with 3 young sons, that came with the territory. He was having a good deal of success with the real estate company he had started, specializing in commercial properties in the next state from where they lived. And since his office was a good distance from home, he was would be forced to stay away for a few days at times, but Cathi accepted that as part of their life. The sacrifices they were making now would pay off for them down the road, or so she thought. But one day, while he was away overnight, he forget his cell phone, leaving at home to recharge. For no particular reason, Cathi decided to search through his messages, and that was when it all started to unravel.

She found messages and e-mails from a young woman, who turned out to be Becky, some accompanied by pictures of her in little or no clothing. Cathi was panic-stricken and confronted him as soon as he came home, causing Mitch to not only confess to the affair, but also to announce that he wanted to end the marriage. He told her that he had not only fallen in love with another woman, but had also fallen OUT of love with her. Cathi was devastated, and after Mitch moved out, began a desperate attempt to track down the woman who had taken her husband from her.

She found out that Becky was a college student, studying law and working part time at a lawyer’s office, the same lawyer Mitch used in his business affairs. The two met and eventually began to flirt before finally starting an affair. It lasted for over two years, beginning at about the time Cathi was pregnant with their youngest son, and had grown in intensity, convincing Mitch that his marriage was over.

The ensuing divorce was a nasty one, and without any expertise in hiring a lawyer, Cathi made a poor decision when choosing one, a decision which cost her dearly. Mitch on the other hand had given a good deal of business to Becky’s law firm, and his lawyer was a shark. Mitch instructed him to fight vehemently for everything from money to custody of the kids. In the end, Cathi walked away with custody of the kids, but received a less than equitable financial settlement since Mitch’s lawyer had very adeptly hidden much of his assets. And although Cathi won custody of the kids, Mitch still had them every other weekend, one night each week and one month over each summer.

But despite the bitterness of the divorce, Cathi still placed all of the blame for it on a single person; Becky. Becky was very different from the 35 year old Cathi. She lived alone, earned a good income and had plenty of time to spend on her appearance. With long blonde hair down to the middle of her back, Becky usually wore lots of make-up and perfume, flashy jewelry and tight fitting, trendy clothes. She was a relatively short, full figured woman with a fit, powerful looking body. Her flashy appearance stood out in a crowd.

Cathi on the other was much more reticent and unassuming. Her life was devoted to her family and her appearance was testament to that. She kept her black hair short because it was easier to take maintain, rarely wore make-up and usually donned work out pants and a loose fitting top, not having the luxury of time to spend on her appearance. She was reasonably tall with a modest bosom, strong legs and the hips of a woman who had given birth to 3 kids in 5 years. Though an attractive woman, Cathi did little to draw attention to herself.

Still seated in her car and after finally composing herself, Cathi skipped the errands and drove straight home. She hopped into bed, pulled the covers up to her chin and just lay there, thinking about what lie ahead. She had always been a pleasant, outgoing woman who got along with everyone, avoiding confrontations at all costs. But when it came to Becky, she was a completely different person. Becky brought out the worst in her and there was a part of Cathi which looked forward to destroying the young blonde. But the other part of her was very apprehensive about what might happen tonight. She expected that it would ential lots of yelling and arguing, but she was also well aware that it could end up being much more than that. Cathi had never been involved in a fight in all her life, and if it came down to that tonight, she wasn’t sure how she would do.

But after at least an hour of lying in bed and contemplating her fate, Cathi turned her attention to the task at hand, preparing for tonight. If it were to come down to a fight, she knew that she could be victorious. After her divorce was final, she decided to start going to the gym to get herself back in shape; an undertaking which she hoped would pay off tonight. She had shed about 15 pounds in the process and though still not where she wanted to be physically, she was nonetheless reasonably satisfied with her body and considered herself to be fit.

She then began to think about what to wear and her first reaction was to simply wear the same clothes she usually wore. She began to search through her dresser drawers and surprisingly came upon a little, silver bikini which was stuffed in the back of one of her drawers, having forgotten all about it. She had worn it only once before, and as she held the skimpy garment in her hands, she began to remember back to its’ history.

During their Caribbean vacation several years ago to celebrate their anniversary, the couple had spent their first day on the beach, where Cathi donned her typical one piece swimsuit. Mitch however spent much of the time stealing glances at the bevy of bikini clad women who walked by, finally prompting Cathi to scold him.

“Well, maybe if YOU wore something like that then I’d only look at you. I don’t know what you’re afraid of; you’ve got the body for it!” he proclaimed at the time.

His comment gave her the confidence to decide on a special anniversary gift for him. So that night she went down to the woman’s boutique in the resort and picked out a tiny, little bikini for herself. She rarely wore a bikini, even as a young woman, so she was a little embarrassed as she paid for the skimpy garment. The next morning, as he awoke, she stood before him in her new bikini and they never made it out of the room, conceiving their second son as a result.

After reminicising, she decided to try it on. Standing in front of the mirror in her bedroom, she slipped the bikini on and stared herself up and down. Her own insecurity caused her to initially criticize her appearance, especially she was barely able to squeeze her body into it. But then she gradually began to gain self confidence as she remembered the words Mitch had told her many years ago.

“I don’t know what you’re afraid of; you’ve got the body for it!”

After thinking about it some more however, she knew that Becky would probably be wearing something sexy, so just in case, Cathi was determined not to be outdone. Going against her better judgment, she decided to leave the bikini on, wearing it beneath her typical, bland attire. She wanted to be prepared to make a statement if she needed to, and the bikini, with it's important history, would do just that.

With her insecurity fading, Cathi slipped a pair of work out pants and then sweatshirt over the bikini, tied her sneakers and waited for Becky and Mitch to arrive. She began to envision what might happen, and fantasized about standing over a defeated Becky in her silver bikini, Mitch gazing at her lustfully and falling in love with her all over again. Though she knew that possibility was far fetched, it nonetheless remained a possibility and acted as a further motivating factor. Despite the bitterness of their divorce and her contempt for what Mitch had done to their family, there was still a very small part of Cathi which desperately longed for her old life back, a life which included Mitch. And if she could show him how much better she was than Becky; maybe ..... just maybe ..... Mitch would finally come to his senses.

But before she could ponder the potential outcome any further, she saw a flash of headlights through the front window as Mitch’s car pulled into the driveway. Cathi’s heart started to pound in her chest as she stood up and slowly walked toward the front door. Her palms were sweating as the doorbell rang and she began to hyperventilate, but after the doorbell rang a second time she was able to calm down enough to open the door.

Without saying a word to each other, Becky stepped inside, followed by Mitch. She was wearing a pink, silk sweat suit, her perfume leaving a trail of aroma behind her. She nodded to Cathi, her big hoop earrings dangling back and forth as Cathi closed the door behind them.

Once inside and standing in the middle of the living room, Cathi stood there menacingly with her hands on her hips, speaking in her most threatening tone.

"Okay, so you're here. Now what do you want?!"

"I want to kick the shit out of you! I'm going to teach you to respect me and the only way to do that is for me to kick your fat ass!" Becky replied ominously.

Cathi glanced at Mitch and then back at Becky, her heart once again pounding as she wore a stunned expression. Though she had imagined this was a possibility, now that she was confronted with it, Cathi was in a state of shock. But after a few moments of awkward pause however, Becky then began to pull her sweat suit off and revealed a skimpy, red bikini. Cathi stood silently and watched, amazed at what was happening and unsure how to react. She then glanced at Mitch, as if looking for him to intervene, but Mitch was too busy staring at Becky with a wide smile on his face, obviously enjoying the view.

Snapping out of her catatonic state, Cathi's nerves turned to anger. She decided that it was time for her to make a statement of her and so, following Becky's lead, she began to slip out of her clothes to reveal her own, silver bikini. With a smirk on her face, Cathi then looked again at Mitch to gauge his reaction, but much to her dismay, he was still staring at Becky, not even noticing his ex wife. Cathi jarred him from his daydream however, speaking in a clear, agitated voice.

“Do you remember this bikini Mitch?” she asked pointedly, “Well you should! It was the reason we have our second son!” she proclaimed, trying to incite both Becky and Mitch, though each in a diofferent manner.

The comment was meant to jar Mitch as well as taunt Becky, but the blonde quickly fired back with a taunt of her own as she sneered while galncing over toward Mitch.

“Thank God you've raised your standards since then!” she replied with a giggle.

Mitch chuckled back, drawing a sneer from his ex wife who then glared back at her blonde nemesis, the two bikini clad women now staring angrily at each other.

“Alright, let’s do this!” Becky then demanded.

Cathi didn’t say a word, but instead, instinctively began to inch toward her opponent, a deliberate expression on her face. Within an instant however, Becky charged at her and the two engaged in some brief hand to hand tussling before Becky reached forward and grabbed Cathi by the throat with her left hand, locking her in choke. Cathi's face quickly began to turn red as she raised ehr hands to try and break Becky's grip. But the younger woman then curled her right hand into a fist, drew her arm back and fired a huge uppercut toward her adversary.

The punch slammed into Cathi's lower stomach before the fist quickly drove upward, mangling the brunette's abdomen while sinking deeply into it. Every last iota of oxygen seemed to propel straight up Cathi's body and escape through her mouth, which had opened widely and into the shape fo an "O". She let out an anguished gasp as Becky's fist ejected from her midsection, Cathi's face turning pale white as she dropped to one knee and faltered forward, desperately gasping for air. Cathi began to cough and gag, her arms wrapped around her battered belly as she struggled to breathe.

Content to watch her rival suffer, Becky stood over her, staring at Cathi's battle to breathe. After a few more seconds, Cathi finally seemed able to catch her breath, and gradually looked upward with a startled expression on her face. Becky smiled wickedly down at her, Cathi then turning toward Mitch, as if waiting for him to again intervene. But as before, Mitch disappointed her once again, looking like he was enjoying the spectacle.

Still panting and with her stomach aching, Cathi was nonetheless jarred into reality. If Mitch had truly cared about her he would have stepped in and stopped the fight. But instead he was enjoying it! Bowing her head, Cathi was finally faced with the facts. Her old life was gone forever and it was never coming back. So she could quit now and be left with having to deal with the embarrassment of being shown up by Becky, or she could pull herself together, get to her feet and fight for her pride. Cathi realized that this was no longer about Mitch. It was about her own self respect. Gradually her epression began to change from a pained look of disbelief into a look of steely determination. Cathi slowly got back to her feet and stood there, Becky looking at her with a superior sneer.

"You ready to quit, or you want some more!?!?" Becky asked threateningly.

Staring back at her, her body still bobbing from her heavy breathing, Cathi took a breath and then waved her arms towards herself, summoning Becky to come and get her.

"LET'S GO!" Cathi said whilst gritting her teeth in anger.

They each circled around the other for a few moments, but then Becky charged in again, overpowering Cathi and trapping her in a side headlock. The brunette hunched forward with her head being squeezed by the blonde’s arm as she was pulled around the room, Becky tightened the grip and squashing Cathi’s head with her vice-like grip. She jerked her adversary around, wrenching her head and neck in the process, Cathi overwhelmed by Becky’s quickness and power. She was temporarily rendered helpless as she tried desperately to find a means of escape by prying Becky’s arm free with her hands, but couldn’t wedge them in deeply enough. Being dragged around while the pressure on her pretty head increased, Cathi felt vulnerable and defenseless. Becky on the other hand was obviously enjoying herself as she grunted while applying even more pressure, turning to Mitch and making an enlightening announcement.

“Those self defense classes you sent me too are really paying off!” she proclaimed. Cathi was stunned. It was one thing for Mitch to stand by and allow the fight to take place, but for him to have actually paid someone to prepare Becky for it, that was quite another thing. Though she had other things to worry about right now, Cathi's resolve grew even stronger. But Becky squeezed even more tightly, drawing a muffled groan from her trapped victim.

But then Cathi finally fought back, reaching down, she dug her nails into the soft skin on Becky’s thigh, gouging her fingers into the soft skin as hard as she could. Cathi was determined to force the blonde to break the headlock, and her determination proved sufficient as Becky did just that, finally releasing the hold as she screamed angrily in pain. Cathi stood up and backpedaled a few steps, her face red and sweaty as she breathed heavily. Becky meanwhile reached for her thigh and massaged it before looking up and glaring furiously at her brunette foe. After a slight pause however, Becky again charged forward, this time her arms stretched in front of her as she screamed in anger. Cathi tried to avoid the charge, but was unable to escape Becky’s clutches as she grabbed her by the throat with both hands and forced her backward.

Gurgling from the vicious choke, Cathi found herself being rammed back into the wall, Becky squeezing her hands around her throat while pushing her back against the wall. Cathi’s face grew bright red as she raised her hands to again try and break the blonde’s grip. But Becky was too powerful and Cathi’s attempts proved fruitless. The attempts also diverted Cathi’s attention as Becky raised her right leg and sent a brutal knee up into her gut.

The brunette’s face looked cartoonish as her eyes seemed to pop out of her head and her mouth again opened into a wide “O” from the powerful blow to her gut. Becky released the chokehold allowing the mom to drop to both knees as she wrapped one arm around her battered belly while grabbing her constricted throat with the other.

“You know, I knew that was going to be easy, but I didn’t think it would be THIS EASY!” Becky exclaimed, gloating as her opponent suffered.

"So ..... had enough yet?!?!?" Becky asked again.

Stunned by the attack and now fully aware of both Becky's strength and fighting skills, Cathi nonetheless refused to give in. Letting out a loud cough, she then diverted her eyes upward toward Becky, glaring at her angrily. "Okay, have it your way!" Becky proclaimed happily before resuming her attack.

Reaching down she grabbed two handfuls of Cathi’s short black hair and ripped her onto her feet before forcefully tossing her across the room. Cathi sailed through the air before falling clumisly into a pile of her kids toys in the corner of the room, her bare back smacking against a toy truck. Disoriented, Cathi tried to regain her composure as the edge of the toy truck dug into her lower back. She was hurting, feeling very much ill-prepared for the fight, but refusing to give up. Becky walked up to the prone Cathi and reached down, grabbing hold of her ankles and yanking her legs up into the air. She then began to drag Cathi across the room on her back, taunting her along the way.

“You can quit anytime you want.”, the blonde instructed as she dragged her across the room, Cathi refusing to ponder the offer.

Again Cathi felt was helpless as she was dragged over toward Mitch. Becky pulled her over to where Mitch was seated and then yanked up on her legs while Cathi remained flat on erh back. Becky then spread the brunette's legs apart, causing Cathi's eyes to open wide in fear. Becky delighted in the expression before stomping her bare foot down into Cathi's crotch.

"AWWWWW ..... AWW .... AW!" squealed Cathi as she rolled onto her side, snapping ehr legs tightly together.

She continued to softly moan, curling her body together in an expression of the pain she was in. But though in pain and feeling humiliated, she knew that she couldn’t give up. But Becky kept the assautlt going, again snatching two handfuls of her hair and ripping Cathi onto her feet. As soon as the two came face to face however, Cathi tried to desperately take advantage of the situation. She grabbed Becky’s long blonde hair and began to pull with all of her might. Surprised, Becky could do little to retaliate, allowing Cathi to launch a barrage of slaps and punches to the blonde’s head. Yelling in anger, Cathi furiously pounded away on Becky, landing mostly open-handed blows to the blonde’s face, along with an occasional punch to the side of her head.

Becky did her best to cover up but then finally pushed Cathi hard in the chest, forcing her to backpedal. The brunette mom’s adrenalin was flowing now and she quickly charged, again snatched Becky by the hair with one hand while slapping her in the right cheek with the other. Becky recoiled and took a step back, the blow stinging her cheek but enough to do any real damage. Becky was now enraged and hastily grabbed two handfuls of Cathi’s hair as the brunette did the same, the two women now engaged in a ferocious hair pulling contest.

The struggle continued as they jostled around the room, each yanking away on the other’s hair. Their struggle carried both women over toward the sofa where their momentum caused them both to drop down on it, Cathi ending up on top of Becky who fell onto her back. The brunette used the advantage to begin another barrage of slaps and punches at Becky’s head, though the blonde was able to block most of them. Lunging upward she grabbed hold of Cathi in a bearhug, the two rolling off of the sofa and onto the floor, this time Cathi ending up on the bottom.

Becky tried to position herself into a seated position on top of Cathi, but before she could, the brunette rolled to her side, causing both of them to tumble together as they spun over each other a couple of times. They knocked over a floor lamp before they rolled to a halt, each grabbing the other’s hair once more as they were both now on their sides. Slowly they got to their feet in unison, neither relinquishing the grip on the other’s mane as they jostled the other’s head back and forth. Finally however, Becky freed up her right hand, cocked it in back of her and delivered a wicked hook to Cathi’s jaw. The blow jerked Cathi’s head to the side and caused her see to see stars. She had never been hit so hard in her life and was staggered by the blow, her entire body twisting to the side. Becky rushed her however, and delivered another punch to her jaw, causing the staggered Cathi to stumble backward.

Unsteady on her feet, Cathi's body bobbed back and forth as Becky paused, wiping the sweat from her forehead and checking her nose for blood. Not finding any, she rushed the brunette once more, Cathi instinctively grabbing the charging Becky by the hair as the two once more began an angry bout of hair pulling.

But Becky had won the upper hand as Cathi remained in a haze from the two blows to her face. Becky forced her backward until again Cathi slammed against the wall, the blonde snatching hold of the brunette’s throat with both hands and feverishly choking away at her. Cathi raised her hands to try and break the hold but her efforts proved fruitless as the woman who had stolen her husband continued to squeeze the breath out of her. With her face bright red, her despondent eyes squinting, Cathi felt consciousness slowly slipping away. Pinned to the wall, she could do little but wait to pass out. But the dire predicament seemed to goad a rush of emotion to overcome her as she angrily and wildly threw her arm around in a desperate swing, her fist catching Becky on the side of the nose.

Instantly the blonde squealed while releasing the choke and stumbling backward, her hands raised to her face. She then moved one hand away and stared down at it, noticing a small spot of blood on it. Cathi’s impetuous punch had bloodied her nose, and though it was only a trickle, it was in fact a bloodied nose. The realization seemed to stop both women in their tracks as there was a momentary break in the action.

Cathi breathed heavily as she stood watching Becky wipe the small stream of blood off of her upper lip. The brunette didn’t attack, but nevertheless stood ready as she waited to see how Becky would react. Would the sight of blood cause her to stop? Would she quit? Would Mitch step in and put an end to it? The question remained unanswered for several more seconds as Becky looked up, glaring angrily at Cathi.

Becky’s face was now bright red as she wiped another trickle of blood from her nose, her long, blonde hair disheveled and she breathed heavily, staring back at her nemesis. Cathi meanwhile was in no better shape. She was still panting, her face reddened and a deep, red bruise stretched across her throat. Her body was glistening with a sheen of perspiration, her face also perspiring with another a slightly swollen bruise appearing on her cheek where Becky had punched it. The two continued to exchange angry glares until finally Cathi broke the silence.

“Are YOU ready to quit?” Cathi asked surprisingly.

The question was odd, especially since Becky had dominated the fight so far, but Cathi was defiant and confident after bloodying the blonde's nose. But the question had proviked Becky, causing her face to twist into an angry expression as she vehemently responded.

“QUIT? I’m just getting started bitch!”

With that, Becky charged forward in a fit of rage, screaming loudly as she ran. She quickly jumped at Cathi and wrapped her arms around her, tackling her to the floor. The mom landed hard on her back as Becky set herself atop her, the blonde quickly positioning herself so that she was sitting on Cathi’s midsection while reaching down and grabbing two handfuls of hair from either side of Cathi’s head. She then pulled up on the mom's head before beginning a furious attack, pounding Cathi’s head against the floor several times. With her head bobbing up and down, a loud THUD filled the room with each collision it made against the hardwood floor, Cathi flailing helplessly. Becky was now enraged, and Cathi was paying the price.

After a barrage of head slams, the blonde finally relented, leaving a dazed and overwhelmed Cathi pinned beneath her. With her ears ringing and her head aching, Cathi was unable to react at all to the vicious attack as she remained trapped beneath her attacker. Becky was in constant motion at this point however and continued the assault, getting to her feet before reaching down and ripping Cathi up by the hair.

Becky yanked her toward the center of the room by the hair before pulling her head upright so that they were now nose to nose. Cathi was in pretty bad shape, her ears still ringing loudly as she gazed into Becky's eyes while her hair was being pulled violently. She could see the blonde's hatred toward her, a feeling which was mutual though Cathi was too dazed to do anything about it.

“You’re gonna wish that you never met me!” Becky warned.

But despite being overwhlemed and hurting, Cathi was still nonetheless defiant.

“I already wish that I never met you!” she replied with a weak voice.

With that she grunted and groaned, but suddenly jarred herself to the side to free herself from the hairpull. She then quickly charged at Becky and locked her in a headloch, squeezing her arm as tightly around Becky's head as she could. Cathi wedged Becky's head up against the side of her hip, trying to keep her at bay as Becky struggled to get free. With the blonde bent forward, Cathi then took her free hand and reached down toward Bekcy's lower bacl before raking her fingernails straight upward, scratching them into Becky's tanned skin.

The blonde howled out loud as Cathi battled to keep the headlock on her. But Becky then drove her elbow upward and rammed it into Cathi's gut, lifting her onto the balls fo her feet as the brunette groaned out loud. Becky repeated the attack, ramming another blow into Cathi's gut, the brunette mom unable to hold on anymore as Becky hastily stood erect. She then rushed forward and grabbed Cathi, hoisting ehr body up and across her shoulders in a fireman's carry. Cathi began to kick her legs furiously as she was held in the air, but despite her protests, Becky began to carry her across the room.

“You can kick all you want but you’re not gonna get free. So are you ready to quit yet?”

Though her head and body were aching badly, Cathi refused to give up, growling angrily as she continued to thrash her legs about. Becky then finally dumped her hard to the floor at Mitch's feet. Disheveled and disoriented, Cathi soon found herself being ripped up by the hair yet again. Becky tore at her hair some more before tossing her down onto the sofa. Landing in a seated position, Cathi’s body had not even settled before dove forward, feet first, and kicked the seated Cathi in the belly.

"OOOHHHH ..... HOOOO ..... HO!" howled Cathi as she fell to her side before rolling off of the couch and onto the floor.

Becky rolled her onto her back before taking a seat on top of her and pinning Cathi's arms to the floor beneath her knees. With her upper body restrained beneath the weight of the blonde, Cathi was helpless as Becky stared down at her in anger.

“You can't escape so, have you had enough yet? Are you ready to admit that I’m the better woman?” Becky taunted.

But despite being in great pain and in a very compromising position, Cathi refused to give in.

“n..e..v..e..r” came the hushed reply, prompting Becky to chuckle out loud.

“You’re either very brave or very stupid!” Becky yelled down to her as she again snatched a handful of hair from the top of Cathi’s head and hauled her onto her feet yet again.

The top of Cathi’s head was numb by this point from all of the hair pulling she had been subjected to, but that wasn’t the case for the rest of her. Her head was pounding, her face aching and swollen and her midsection throbbing. Becky pulled her erect, Cathi’s arms hanging limply at her sides before she barely mustered the strength to lift them to her head to make a feeble attempt at breaking the hold of her hair. As she did however, Becky sent a vicious uppercut into Cathi’s bare gut, her fist pounding the mom’s belly with great force.

“GAAWWWW!” blurted Cathi as she folded in half and dropped to one knee, cradling her aching tummy with her arms.

But again Becky rushed up in front of her, yanking her head up by the hair and pulling her to her feet before staring her in the eye. It was easy to see the pain Cathi was in solely from the look in her eye as she tried weakly, once again, to pry Becky’s hands from her hair. She was sweating profusely now, her legs barely able to hold her up, though Becky was delighting in her suffering. Becky jarred her head violently, Cathi's arms flailing until they fell weakly to her sides, hanging down as Becky then released the grip on her hair.

The two were face to face, Cathi's shoulders slouched as she was unable to stand up straight. Her arms continued to hang at her sides as she panted heavily, sweat dripping from her face. Becky meanwhile was breathing heavily, her adrenalin pumping as she once again offered Cathi the opportunity to surrender.

"This is your last chance Cathi. Admit that I’m the better woman and we'll end it right here.” Becky directed.

The dazed Cathi didn't know what was coming next, but she knew that whatever it was, she was completely at Becky's mercy. But as she stood there, her body to weak to fight back, she nonetheless refused to surrender.

"You'll never be the better woman Becky." she replied in an anguished whisper.

"Have it your way. But the next time you try to embarrass me in front of the kids, I want you to remember this!" Becky growled at her.

There was a momentary pause as Cathi stared back at her with a defiant gaze, though it was clear that she had nothing left to back up that defiance. Becky then stepped in and grabbed Cathi's limp, left arm, tossing it over her shoulder before shoving her other arm between Cathi's legs. With a groan of exertion she then hoisted Cathi's body into the air, upending her as she pressed her upward. Cathi's arms fell down toward the floor as her legs shot overhead, Becky hauling her higher into the air.

With the blood rushing to her head, Cathi was completely perpindicular as Becky held her erect. The moment seemed to last forever as Becky held her upright for a few seconds more before finally slamming her down to the floor.

There was a sickening THUD as Cathi's back slammed hard against the wood floor, her entire body recoiling from the force of the collission. She howled in pain as she rolled onto her side and then onto her back, her arms falling helplessly over her head as finally settled in a sprawled apart position. With ehr modest chest heaving up and down, Cathi dod not move, the pain consuming her. Becky stood over her, breathing even more deeply now as she stared at her helpless enemy.

Again the moment seemed to last an eternity as Cathi stared blankly up at her attacker. Finally however, Mitch stood up, walked over and wrapped his arm around Becky.

“Okay, I think that’s enough. You proved your point sweetheart.” he said to her.

He then walked into the bathroom, grabbed a towel and walked back out as Becky took her pink sweat suit and walked toward the bathroom to change, the two stopping to exchange a quick kiss as they passed each other. Becky closed the door behind her as Cathi gradually began to sit up, Mitch tossing her the towel. the two said nothing as Cathi sat on the floor, wiping her face. Becky then emerged from the bathroom, changed and ready to go.

“I’ll keep the kids until Monday while you recover.” he said unemotionally to his defeated ex-wife.

But despite being in great pain, her face swollen, her body aching, Cathi refused his offer. Very slowly she pushed herself up and onto her feet, standing very unsteadily, but nonetheless steadfast in her resolve.

“No you won’t. Tomorrow you'll bring them home to me, where they belong!” she demanded, her voice weak but her determination unmistakable.

With that, Becky and Mitch walked out without another word exchanged, closing the door behind them. Cathi stood there for a moment, but despite the devastating result, her emotions remained intact. Becky may have beaten her in the fight, but Cathi had stood her ground. She did not give in, did not surrender, and fought to the end. So while she lsot the fight, she had not lost her self respect nor her pride. In fact, as she stood there with ehr body broken, she noentheless was determined to let this night become the start of a new chapter in her life. Her marriage was now officially over. She had stood up to her ex-husband, taken all that his girlfriend had to give and was still able to walk away with her pride intact. The physical pain would take a little while to heal, but the experience allowed Cathi to now finally deal with the emotional pain that had left her crippled for the past year. She lost the fight, but despite that, she was now ready to move on with her life!

THE END